Sansheng Tea Huaxi Chapter

Chapter 780 Entering the Demon Refining Tower [6]

Seeing Long Ganyue rushing towards him frantically, Yuan made a move, and hit Long Ganyue with a spell in his hand unceremoniously.

He didn't dodge, and even though he was wounded by the spell, he let his hand grab the person named Ji Yuan hard.

Ji Yuan raised his hand, trying to throw it out, but there was still a bloodstain on the back of his hand.

The spiritual power was suppressed, and he was still so crazy.

This is the eternal inferiority of the human race, who can never see reality clearly.

Ji Yuan raised the corners of his lips sarcastically, and with a flick of his sleeves, he sent Long Ganyue flying straight away, and his body slid far on the ground until he reached the side of the medicine stove.

Ji lowered his head and glanced at the young spellcaster at his feet, and sneered, "You can't control yourself!"

Long Ganyue wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, looked into the dark corner, and still asked, "Why? Why did you do this?"

Naturally no one will answer him.

Ji leaned down and grabbed him, "Young Master Ji Yue, after being refined, you won't remember anything! At that time, you won't be in pain, so don't struggle!"

"Why?" Long Ganyue continued to ask without giving up.

Ji opened the door on the top of the medicine stove, laughed and threw him in.

The moment the door closed, he heard the cold voice of the person in the corner.

"That's how it should be."

Life?What is fate?Why can't he see it?

The body fell heavily to the bottom of the medicine furnace, and the sense of panic reappeared, but this time...

He lowered his head and looked at his open palm.

The fingertips were clearly stained with some flesh and blood, which he grabbed from Ji Yuan's hand.

Prehistoric Dreams...

This is a scene that does not exist in the dream.

Can he, change that dream?

The priest outside the medicine stove shouted: "Light it up!"

Then, the cold white special flame instantly surrounded him.

"Hua Xi..."

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"Yue!"

Hua Xi suddenly sat up from the bed, sweating profusely, her heart was beating fast, panting heavily, like someone who had just drowned.

"It's a dream."

A childish voice sounded softly.

Hua Xi's eyes slowly turned around, only to see a delicate and beautiful little child sitting beside the bed.

With two little feet dangling gently, she was wearing a small purple dress, and her long hair was softly scattered on her shoulders.

He looked at her, the purple in his eyes was as thick as a gem.

Starfall... No, it should be a smaller version of Chong Xi.

Hua Xi looked at him in shock, but still couldn't control her rapid panting, big beads of sweat rolled down her snow-white forehead.

Is it a dream?
She had a very real dream. In the dream, she seemed to be standing beside her, watching Long Ganyue being thrown into the medicine furnace with her own eyes.

Xiao Chongxi looked at her, then slowly moved over, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, and wanted to wipe the sweat off her forehead.

Hua Xi involuntarily backed away slightly, Chong Xi's hand stopped, and then put the handkerchief by her hand.

"When did the emperor come?" Hua Xi was a little embarrassed, glanced at the handkerchief, but didn't take it.

It's the middle of the night, yet he's here, and he's become such a small person again...

"I can't sleep." Chong Xi said without looking away, as if she didn't care about anything.

"When Dijun comes, you don't need to be a child. You are always welcome in my house." Hua Xi said.

(End of this chapter)